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Jimin awoke with an unknown pain he was feeling. He tried to lift his arms but ended up groaning in much pain. He took a glance at his arms, showing a few cuts in his wrists with dried marks of blood coming from his cuts.

"O-ouch." Jimin hissed. He managed to walk inside the bathroom and washed his wounds, not minding the pain.

He wiped it with a piece of white cloth and let it dry. Jimin looked at his reflection in the mirror. "I need a change."

Jimin opened the upper drawer and reached for the hair dye. He opened it and applied it on his gray hair.

Few hours after, he decided to take a bath, washing his new dyed hair. After taking a bath, he walked out of the bathroom and dried his hair. Walking towards his cabinet, he opened it and searched for some good fit uniform. He always wear loose uniform to cover his body built because he thinks that he's fat.

Slipping on his fitted uniform, he tucked in the top inside his black pants, sealing it with a black belt. He wore his black neck tie and he opened the first two buttons of his top and making his necktie look messy.

He walks towards his desk and wore some gray contact lenses. He put some lip oil (?) and stared at his reflection. Running his hands through his black locks, Jimin flashed a playful smirk.

"Damn, didn't know I was this hot." Jimin thought. "From now on, you are not the old Park Jimin that everyone used to know. The weak and a crybaby. I'm not the same old me."

Jimin smirked and grabbed his backpack, slipping just one strap making him look like a bad ass boy.

Upon Jimin's arrival, he caught everyone's attention, making the girls go wild.

'Fuck! He's so hot!'
'Wait, is that Jimin?'
'The ugly nerd from Section 1?'
'Ohmygod. I didn't know that he was hot!'

Jimin ignored them, maybe because he's not used to it.

On the other hand, Yoongi was waiting for his beloved mochi to arrive. While waiting for him, he took his notebook out of his bag and opened the back page. He opened his pen and doodled his and Jimin's name, yoonmin.

Seokjin suddenly tapped his shoulder. "What?"

"At your 2 o'clock." Yoongi tilted his head, jaw dropping at the sight of his love looking hot.

"No shit." Yoongi whispers. "He changed his look?"

Yoongi admired every single move Jimin makes. The way he brushes his hands through his black hair, the way he breathes, the way he licks his lips and even the way he blinks. Every move he does, makes Yoongi wants to kiss him. But still, he restrained himself for doing anything.

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"Damn, Jimin. You look sizzling hot~" Taehyung lauds with Jungkook at his side, whistling.

Jimin smirks, "Thanks, Tae."

Jungkook leaned on the table, "What's with the sudden change?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to look different," Jimin replied. "Besides, I'm tired of being the campus' ugly geek."

"Wow~ Well, congrats to you, man." Taehyung stated. "By the way, Jin hyung wanted to eat with us today and I think they're on their way now. Is it okay with you?"

"Of course, why would it not be okay?" Jimin smiled.

Jungkook choked a bit. "I mean, Yoongi hyung will also come. Isn't he your enemy?"

As soon as he heard his enemy's name, his knuckles clenched, triggering his hatred thing for Min Yoongi.

Jimin still smiles, "It's okay. I'll be professional between us. Don't worry."

"Professional, my ass. You're just a college student. Quit the crap, dick." Taehyung retorted, making the black headed man roll his eyes.

"Shut up, thot."

Not so long after, Jin and his gang arrived. Taehyung raised and waved his hands, "Hyungs! Here!"

Jim smiled at them and gestures his friends to go near them. "Hi, guys!"

"Hi, Jin hyung~" Jungkook cooed, making the older giggle.

Yoongi chose the vacant chair in front of Jimin. "Hi, sweetie~"

"Well hello there, daddy~" Jimin replied, giving the older a seductive wink.

Yoongi was shocked at the younger's behaviour.

"Wait, wait, wait," Jungkook mouthed "are you guys dating?! I thought you're enemies?"

"Bitch do you mind?" Jimin snarled. "We're not dating."

"But you look good together~" Jungkook teased.

"Shut your ass up, hoe." Jimin hissed.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jungkook. "My boyfriend's not a hoe, you are bitch."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "Whatever just continue eating."

The rest of them continued eating except the enemies, Jimin and Yoongi. "Why are you staring at me? You have a crush on me?"

"Shut up, cunt." Jimin hissed but smiled widely. "Do you think I didn't know what you did, huh? Bitch you thought."

"What I did?" Yoongi asked confusedly. "What are you saying? I'm innocent."

"Cut that bullshit, Yoongi. I know you know what you did." Jimin grunts.

"I really don't know what you're saying.." The older replies.

Jimin puckers, "What did you say to my manager?"

"Ohh that~" Yoongi flashed a smirk and folded his arms across his chest, leaning at his chair. "I told her that you fucked my mother that's why I wanted to fire you."

"What the fuck?!" Jimin yelled, making the rest of the gang look at him.

"Hey, what's happening here?" Namjoon asked calmly.

Jimin ignored him and stood up from his seat. He grabbed Yoongi by his collar. "You know that I didn't fuck your freaking mother, not even anyone! Why the hell did you do that?!"

"Simple because I want you to suffer."

Jimin threw a punch at his face, making the older stumble and fall. The black haired man then, grabbed Yoongi again by his collar, lifted him a bit and gave him a few punches.

Hoseok and Namjoon stopped them and restrained Jimin from beating Yoongi's ass.

Jimin harshly shook Namjoon's grasp. "Do you think that I'm not suffering, huh?! I'm fucking suffering ever since you and your mother came to our fucking lives!!"

"Jimin, stop. Everyone's watching." Jin whispered.

"No. I won't stop." Jimim grunted, wiping his tears. "When your mom became my dad's mistress, I fucking suffered! I left our house! I had to work for a fucking coffee shop just to earn money for my everyday expenses! I needed to live alone and let my mother work as a maid! Just because my dad left us for your damn mother! So don't say that I'm not suffering because I fucking am!"

Jimin grabbed his things and left the cafeteria, leaving his friends confused and sad.

i love you jiminie.

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